God Closed Your Window and Locked Your Door!

With just a fleeting glance, the figure of that young man was deeply etched into the minds of everyone on the Douluo Continent.

However, this memory did not last long.

On the streets of the Heaven Dou Empire, a spirit master scratched his head and asked his companion with some hesitation.

"What just happened on the Sky Screen?"

His companion swallowed hard and replied, "Su Yuntao was resurrected."

"How was he resurrected?"

"He was resurrected by a young man. That young man had beautiful eyes; they seemed to contain stars. He said the word 'slay' to the air, and then... and then..."

The companion's voice suddenly caught in his throat.

He widened his eyes, frantically clutching at his own hair.

"Then what? That young man... what did he look like again?"

Soon, an inexplicable panic spread across the continent.

Everyone discovered a bizarre fact with horror.

They still clearly remembered Su Yuntao coming back from the dead, still remembered those eyes reflecting a galaxy, and even the word "slay" spoken by the youth remained vivid in their minds.

Yet, as for the features of the young man who resurrected Su Yuntao, or what he actually looked like, they had forgotten everything completely.

The memory of the youth's appearance in their minds had been forcibly erased as if by an eraser, leaving only a blank space.

It was as if they had never witnessed that person's existence with their own eyes.

Inside the Pope Palace, there was a deathly silence.

Bibi Dong stood on the steps, cold sweat already soaking the clothes on her back.

She, too, had forgotten the young man's appearance.

Relying on her supreme intelligence and powerful spiritual energy, she instantly realized this terrifying reality.

"At the very root, the memory of that person has been severed."

"Because he does not wish to be remembered, nor does he wish to be scrutinized. Therefore, even though everyone on the Douluo Continent witnessed his existence simultaneously, he forcibly cut away this memory."

"Spanning two completely different dimensions, a single sentence spoken from another world has actually directly influenced the billions of living beings on the Douluo Continent."

"Cross-dimensional strike!"

In an instant, Bibi Dong's face turned ashen.

She stood there, for a moment not knowing whether she should feel fortunate or terrified.

If that mysterious youth held even the slightest shred of malice toward the Douluo Continent.

I fear that the previous sentence would not have been as simple as erasing memories; he could have completely slaughtered everyone on the Douluo Continent in an instant.

Since he could precisely excise a specific memory from the minds of millions, why could he not simply sever their lives?

Following this logic, the fortunate thing was that the mysterious powerhouse held no malice toward the Douluo Continent and, in fact, could not be bothered to pay them any mind.

But at the same time, what filled Bibi Dong with deep dread was this:

From this moment on, the entire Douluo Continent, along with every living soul upon it, seemed to exist entirely at the whim of that mysterious powerhouse.

"Since that mysterious powerhouse could resurrect Su Yuntao, he must be able to resurrect Yu Tianheng, or even that village girl."

Bibi Dong's breathing became increasingly rapid.

"If he resurrects others and reopens the Sky Screen's broadcast channel, he could use that channel at any time to slaughter everyone on the Douluo Continent!"

"To think that a single person could be powerful to such an extent."

When fear reaches its peak, it often births the most frantic desires.

An ambition, expanding rapidly, erupted in Bibi Dong's heart.

Becoming a god?

Bibi Dong let out a cold sneer in the depths of her heart.

After becoming a god, could one achieve such a cross-dimensional strike?

Could one, with a single word, erase the memory of oneself from everyone on an entire continent?

She did not know, but in all likelihood, the answer was no.

Then, compared to these so-called gods, was that mysterious powerhouse from another world not far, far more powerful?

The path to godhood, which Bibi Dong had always regarded as her ultimate goal, suddenly became insipid at this moment.

It was even discarded by her like a worn-out shoe.

"I must become stronger."

Bibi Dong slowly raised her head, her brilliant golden eyes burning with unprecedented fanaticism and obsession.

"Since I must become stronger, I cannot limit my gaze to the tiny God Realm. I want to become like that mysterious powerhouse, transcending dimensions, where my words become law!"

While the entire continent was falling into a distortion of memory loss and madness due to the Sky Screen broadcast, in an unnoticed corner, one person remained completely unaffected because he was immersed in his own world.

In a secluded corner of Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang was squatting on a patch of muddy grass, his hair disheveled and his eyes bloodshot, looking like a crazed old beggar.

After a night of running about and frantic testing, he had finally figured out the rules for applying the Five-Heart-to-Heaven Method on the Douluo Continent.

The results, however, were not to his liking.

He discovered that those who possessed Tool Martial Souls could successfully channel energy into their bodies to strengthen themselves as long as they could sense the Cosmic Origin Energy.

Those who possessed normal Beast Martial Souls, such as the Evil-Eyed White Tiger or the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, saw their physical bodies become even more formidable in the state of Martial Soul Avatar; not only could they successfully absorb the origin energy, but their cultivation speed was even a fraction faster than those with Tool Martial Souls.

Everyone on the Douluo Continent, even the lowliest commoner, could walk this path of evolution as long as their physical fitness met the requirements.

Except for him.

Except for him, Yu Xiaogang!

Yu Xiaogang looked at Luo Sanpao, who was still listless beside him, and let out a miserable laugh that was uglier than crying.

He finally understood the fatal reason why he could not cultivate.

His Luo Sanpao was an extremely rare mutated "external Beast Martial Soul."

Luo Sanpao was an independent life form, yet it shared the same bodily origin as him.

Whenever he went through great pains to absorb a trace of Cosmic Origin Energy, before the energy could nourish his cells, this violent energy would be judged as "nutrients" by his body's origin and automatically transferred to Luo Sanpao, who was of a lower life form and in greater need of energy!

And Luo Sanpao's fragile body could not withstand the violence of the origin energy, so it would constantly be injured, and then reflect that damage back onto him.

This was a death loop.

A death loop exclusive to him, Yu Xiaogang!

"God... why do you treat me this way!"

Yu Xiaogang knelt in the muddy water, pounding the ground hard with his hands until his fingernails curled back and bled.

A waste with a mutated Martial Soul, he accepted that.

The Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls he had painstakingly researched being overturned, he accepted that too.

But now, the Sky Screen had given everyone on the continent a key to a new era, yet it had locked the door specifically on him, Yu Xiaogang.

If God closed his window, why did He have to lock his door as well!

In this new era where everyone could evolve, he was not only a waste, but a castaway completely abandoned by the world.

In the old era, he was a waste, and he accepted it, but in the new era, was he still destined to be a waste?!

He was not reconciled!